I saw your face  
In a pretty magazine   
You don't even know   
What you are and what you've seen   
Why do you lie?   
Do you need to fill us fear?   
What's it to you?   
Oh we used to look up to you   
Oh my god I know too well   
Being sweet just doesn't sell   
And I've got better things to do   
I try to run but my legs ache   
The photographs that I refuse to take   
Oh will it never end   
We are alone   
From the city to our bones/departed from our bones/   
What's that worth to you?   
Oh we used to look up to you   
Oh my god I know too well   
Being sweet just doesn't sell   
And I've got better things to do   
 I hiding again?   
 I hiding again?   
Tell me how to live my life   
Ooh ooh ooh   
Well the sun is shining down   
Solo:   
Oh my god I know too well   
Being sweet just doesn't sell   
And I've got better things to do   
 I hiding again?   
 I hiding again?   
Tell me how to live my life   
Ooh ooh ooh   
Well the sun is shining down   
The sun it's shining down